Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Hello. I just did like, one an a half hours of Maths and yet I'm still at question 8. Rah. Have to chiong 'em all tomorrow then. Zzz. Didn't really follow my study schedule today because I didn't freaking thought that this freaking mensuration worksheet would take me 123456789 hours to finish. *U()*$. After this post, I'm soooo gonna do my Maths journal.

For your info, I'm not THAT into my studies this much, especially Maths. Well, I hope this sudden I-want-to-get-my-ass-on-the-chair-so-that-I-can-mugmugmug attitude would last FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER... I hope so then. MUG, FIONELLA MUG. 50(?) + more days to the EOY'S! Gotta get into Double Science, if not, FNN. I'm weird. But I like my Home Ec. (:

SCHOOL was typically school-likish? Nothing much to elaborate about lah. It's always the same. Mug,mug,mug, RECESS! And off you go to mugmugmug till at some bloody hell late hour. ZZZ.

E-Learning Day is crapola shitto. Screw the whatsoever who said that we didn't have to come to school. Yeah right. I have to get my ass to the hall on that day in the evening for streaming talk. ?!? Some talk which is inclusive of PTM. Another school-like example of killing 2 birds with 1 stone. WHOOPIDOO. My Term 3 has been rather screwed. But for like, the first time in my life, I got A1 in my Chinese test. Normally it has been stuck at B3 and I'm contented but hey, A1! English, I don't know. I think I've dropped a whole lot. Zzz. The rest is crap. Especially Science and Maths. ZZZ.

TOMORROW! There's gonna be class photo taking! CLASSTEETIME! :D But that bloody hell gayshitxzxz Aloysius threw his damn class tee away. I've got no comments man. I've already said TOOOOO much already.

MY DAD ROCKSIE DAISIES. :D He called home just now to ask my sis and I what donuts we wanted 'cuz he was queuing up for 'em at Suntec. Totally unexpected. OHME. I LOVE DADDY. (:

SOOOO, THAT'S MY DAY.
And I don't know if this may offend, but why are people making sucha big fuss about 7th month?!?! I'm not saying I don't respect the dead but some people make it seem like our departed bros and sis are here to get us or something. Come on, unless you have one heck of a guilty conscience, you shouldn't really be feeling this way right? C'MON. JUST GIVE THEM THE RESPECT THEY NEED/DESERVE AND LIVE YOUR LIFE NORMALLY. Andandand, LISTEN TO THE TABOOS YOUR SENIORS TELL YA. Half the time, they're ALWAYS true. Trust me.

LOVE, FIONELLAAA.

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